no more serenading me when I drive the van into the cul - de -sacno more neighbors stopping by to get their pet's empty feed bowlsno more sad begging eyesno more sneaking under my bed with your big butt hanging out -- thinking we can not see youno more friends calling to say you "broke" into their houses and you would be coming home soonno more running down the drive way if anyone is carrying a water hose and a towelno more watching you drink from the pool, while laughing and hoping you fall inno more food and water scattered over the kitchen tile - so you do not get your long ears wetno more finding headless snake bodies in our yardno more Sad Sack